The chase is on! Will Alec and Claire save The Doctor and Sasha in time? I hope you enjoy this!

"Where are we going?" Claire asked, strapping her helmet into place and pulling on her leather biker gloves.

"Erm, give me a moment," Alec mumbled, glancing at the screen on Claire's phone as the search for Sasha's phone continued.

Claire stepped towards her motorbike, a large blue, shining beauty. She flicked on the engine, stepping into place, adjusting the mirrors. "Quick as you can."

"Got it!" Alec cried. "The CyberTech Tower."

"Helmet," Claire instructed, handing Alec a helmet as he got himself behind Claire, wrapping his hands around her waist.

"Ready?" Alec asked, bubbling with excitement.

"Yes," Claire replied, a little nervous as she got the motor running.

"Let's go!" Alec cheered as the two of them swerved out of the estate in a flash of blue.

The blue motorbike swerved through the city, a knife carving through butter. Alec cried and laughed as Claire panicked a little at the front, half-sure whether to implement Alec's calls of 'Keep going!'

"I really don't think we should be going this fast!" Claire called over the revving of the engine.

"We need to help Sasha and the Doctor! Turn left!" Alec replied.

Claire groaned, swerving the motorbike to the left, clipping the pavement.

"You can't do this to us!" Sasha complained, kicking and yelling as she and the Doctor were dragged out of the CyberTech Tower into a back street, manhandled by the guards.

"Don't waste your energy, Sasha, screaming won't help," the Doctor insisted.

"No way! I won't be dragged off like this!" Sasha cried.

"Take them somewhere unpleasant. Leave them at the side of a road or in it if prefered," Miss Rubens grinned as the Doctor and Sasha were loaded into the back of a van.

"You cow!" Sasha yelled, kicking Miss Rubens in the waist.

Miss Rubens groaned, over-run with anger. "Execute them once you get out the city. They're too much trouble."

"You will fail!" the Doctor warned with a hiss. "We'll stop you. CyberSocial will never launch!"

Miss Rubens just shrugged off the Doctor's warning, almost smiling. "Happy Christmas. Take them away. And cuff them."

The guards slammed the van doors shut, trapping the Doctor and Sasha in darkness, broken partially by thin slits in the metal. A pair of soldiers dragged the Doctor and Sasha opposite each other, bound their hands with handcuffs and locked them against the walls of the van, unable to reach each other. As soon as the guards left, the engine revved and the van began to move.

"Quick!" the Doctor whispered, shuffling towards Sasha, "Take the sonic!"

"Which pocket?" Sasha asked, shuffling as close to the Doctor as she could.

"This one," the Doctor replied, shaking his breast pocket towards Sasha awkwardly.

"I can't pick it out, my hands are caught," Sasha argued.

"Use your teeth," the Doctor insisted.

Sasha raised her eyebrows.

"Woah! Wait! They're moving!" Alec called over the wind that whipped past them.

"Where?" Claire shouted back.

"I'm not so sure. They're moving. Turn right!"

Claire sharply jolted the motorbike to the right, bouncing over a kerb with a scream as they skidded onto a small road, passing fancy Italian cafés and warm aired bistros.

"Go left. Not now! The second left!"

"This really isn't helpful!"

"Turn!"

"What?"

"Now!" cried Alec, having to reach over to the handles himself to steer the motorbike, narrowly missing tourists and businessmen as they swerved on a lively alley, full of Christmas markets, fragrant with cinnamon and churros, steaming with soups and the glowing of fairy lights.

"Got it yet!" the Doctor groaned in pain as he stretched his arms to get closer to Sasha.

"Nearly!" Sasha whined, pulling and heaving to get as close as she could.

Suddenly, the van spun to the left as it turned a corner a little too sharp. The Doctor was flung outwards, across the van as he was stretched out. Sasha, on the other hand was flung against the wall of the van, sliding as she was crunched into a ball. As the screaming subsided, they were then bumped back into their normal positions, bouncing into the air before sharply smacking back into onto the floor.

"Sasha! Get it!" the Doctor called.

"What?" Sasha cried, looking about frantically, then eventually, watching as the sonic scattered out of the Doctor's pocket and rolled across the floor to the other end of the van.

"Second exit!" Alec announced.

"On what?" Claire asked.

"This!" Alec cried.

Then Claire screamed. The motorbike bounced into the midst of a roundabout, greeted by the beeping horns of cars and flaring of yellow headlights. Instinctively, Claire pulled the bike to the right, steering clockwise around it as she and Alec were flung to a side. At the second exit, she straightened up the bike and headed back down a normal path, motorists still jeering and swearing behind her.

"Woah!" Sasha gasped.

"That was amazing!" Alec cried.

The van ground to a halt, stopping at a pair of red lights. Still propelled, the sonic was flung to the other side of the van. The Doctor and Sasha groaned, stretching out their legs to try and catch it, but the sonic bounced over and under them.

"Damn it!" the Doctor cried in frustration.

"Hold on, I might be able to get it from here," Sasha laughed, reaching her feet out.

Claire slowed down, reaching a set of traffic lights on amber.

"What are you doing?" Alec cried. "Keep going!"

"I have enough driving points as it is," Claire was adamant.

"We have to save Sasha and the Doctor," Alec insisted. He watched the red light he'd been chasing on Claire's phone. They were nearly there.

The lights flickered red.

"Go!" Alec cried, reaching over to the handle bars, revving the engines in Claire's protest. The bike slid forwards, cutting through the traffic. As the passed they lights, the traffic from either side of them surged forwards in a wave. Alec pleaded for the bike to go faster.

A van pulled out.

A large black van with a CyberTech logo on the side of it.

It would be too late!

Claire swerved the bike to a side as the van sharply turned away. With the van already tilted, Claire's bike collided parallel with it! Claire and Alec leapt from the bike, tumbling across the ground into sharply halting traffic as the bike was slammed into the van, spinning through the air as it toppled over the side, skidding to a sparking stop on the other side after smashing through a café's window.

The van, already tilted and now hit by the bike, toppled over on a side, skidding to a stop in front of oncoming traffic!

Suddenly, the Doctor and Sasha were flung to a side. The entire van tipped, falling over with Sasha hanging in the air, holding onto her handcuffs, and the Doctor on his back on the floor. Sasha groaned, having to pull herself up, making her arms and abs scream, to avoid her shoulder from being dislocated. The Doctor staggered to his feet, having to lean to a side as his handcuffs restrained him.

"Hurry, Doctor!" Sasha cried.

The Doctor could see the sonic and it wasn't too far. He stepped on it, pulling it closer to him. With his shoe, he pressed the button, and the van doors flipped open, crashing ungracefully into the ground. The Doctor tried to aim the sonic at either his or Sasha's handcuffs, but he just couldn't manoeuvre it that well.

"Hurry!" Sasha pleaded.

It was at that point that Alec staggered into the back of the van, tattered and bruised yet still standing. Immediately, he turned to the Doctor. The Doctor looked back at him. For a long moment, the air lay still and silent, not one sound nor a movement. Then, eventually, Alec nodded.

"Merry Christmas," he said plainly.

The Doctor nodded back. "And to you too."

"You left me at that hospital. You didn't come back," Alec shrugged. "And Shannon left me to. Are you going to leave again?"

The Doctor raised an eyebrow. "Is now really the best time?"

Then, out-of-the-blue, Alec smiled. He jumped to the Doctor, wrapping his arms around him. "You saved all of our lives that day, and most of all you saved my sister. Thank you, Doctor. Have a brilliant Christmas." Alec pulled away, still grinning as the Doctor held his confused expression.

"Erm, a little help here," Sasha begged.

"Oh, yeah, right," Alec remembered, pulling the sonic off the floor, unlocked Sasha's handcuffs and holding her so she didn't just fall to the floor. "What on Earth are you wearing?" Alec asked, surprised by Sasha's skirt and blouse.

"Long story," Sasha replied, finding her feet.

Claire stumbled into the van. "Oh my God . . . It's you . . . The Doctor."

"Good observation," the Doctor smiled, then immediately dropped back into his frown. "We need to go, right now. I can't be doing with the police."

"Oh, Jesus!" Claire cried. "I am dead when then realise that was my bike."

"Don't worry, I'll sort it all out," the Doctor assured Claire as Alec unlocked him. "We'll have to go on foot."

"Not the best in a skirt," Sasha frowned.

"I'm fine for a bit of a jog," Alec shrugged.

"Ok then, let's go!" the Doctor smiled, taking his companions by the hand and leading them out into the crowded, panicking street, running past cars and watchers. A couple of people tried to stop the Doctor and his companions, asking if they were alright and what the hell was going on, but they were overlooked as they continued on - disappearing into the Christmas lighting and distant carollers.

I hope you liked that! Please review. Next Time: Claire VS The Doctor